Chapter 38

{IVAN'S POV}

I stepped out of my bedroom after dressing up for college, then I descended the stairway that led to the living room where I met aunt Maya watching a movie.

I silently walked towards her and I stood behind the couch she was sitting on. She was so focused on the movie that she didn't notice me standing behind her couch.

I bent a little and placed a soft kiss on her neck, causing her to moan softly.

I smirked and pulled my lips away from her neck, then I rose to my full height.

Aunt Maya immediately rose up to her feet and she turned around to look at me.

"You going somewhere?" She asked when she noticed I was already dressed up.

"Yeah. I'm going to college. I have two classes this afternoon." I replied, and she frowned as she walked over to stand in front of me.

"You shouldn't have made me horny when you know that you're going out." She said.

"You mean you're wet right now?" I asked, and she smiled before wrapping her arms around my neck.

"I don't know if I'm wet or not. You can drag down my shorts and check for yourself." She whispered, and bit her bottom lip seductively.

I dipped both hands into my pocket as my lips parted to say, "I'd love to do that, but I'm sorry -- I need to go because..." Then I froze with my eyes growing wide when aunt Maya moved forward and pressed her warm lips on mine; hushing my words completely with a tender kiss.

The gentle stroking of her lips and the slow movement of her right palm on my neck sent sweet shivers down my spine from its caress. I was beginning to feel a surge of burning desire moving through my veins -- so strong that I felt like like ripping off her clothes instantly and fuck the hell out of her.

"Mmmm...." we gave out muffled moans from the bliss of our passionate kissing -- and with my eyes still closed, I slowly began removing my hands from my jean pocket and placed them on her hip; then moved them behind to wrap her waist.

The rhythmic movement of her pressed waist on my groin gradually made me horny with my di*k bulging through the jean to brush against her right thigh.

The surge of burning desire I was feeling was now growing stronger in me and I could no longer hold it.

"I'd really love to do that, aunt, but I'm so late for my classes and I can't afford to miss them." I replied.

"How about we do a quickie?" She asked, unwrapping her arms from my neck, then she moved both her hands down to my belt while staring directly at my face.

"I'm sorry, aunt, but I am seriously late." I replied as I held her hands to stop her from unbuckling my belt.

She frowned and pulled her hands away from mine.

"You shouldn't have turned me on when you fully know that you don't have the time to sex with me. That's fucking bullshit!" She said angrily, and she walked away from me to sit on a couch.

I sighed and walked to sit on the space beside her.

She had a deep frown on her face and she was crossing her arms over her chest while staring at the 72 inches flat screen Tv.

"I'm sorry aunt. I wouldn't have kissed your neck if I knew it'd turn you on." I said, and she hissed loudly.

"I'll make it up to you when I return, okay?"

She hissed again and rose up to her feet, then she walked away. I heard her mumbling some incoherent words while going upstairs.

I sighed loudly and rose up from the couch, then I walked out of the house to the garage.

To be honest, I'd have fucked her the moment she said she was horny if I wasn't going to college. But I was a guy who valued his education, so I chose not to fuck her even though I was also turned on by her.

I got the garage and clambered inside a purple Maybach, then I drove out of the compound.

While driving to college, I played my favorite song: Commitment Issues by PyschoYp. I kept singing along to the song till I finally arrived at college thirty minutes later and I parked at the large parking space.

Just like clockwork, Brad's car also drove into the college's compound and he parked beside my car.

He got down from his car and he glared at me, then he walked away without saying a single word to me.

I knew he was angry at me because of my secret relationship with his mum, and I was also angry at him for ruining the relationship, so I didn't bother to call him or chase after him when he ignored me.

The ladies squealed excitedly as I began walking to the lecture hall.

Some were already taking pictures of me while others rushed to me, asking for my phone number. Some asked if I had a girlfriend or not, others asked if they were my spec.

I ignored all of them even though they were all beautiful and they had big backsides.

I got to the lecture hall and I went to sit on an empty seat which was close to the wall. The lecture hall was noisy and rowdy because lecture hadn't started yet.

I brought out my phone and logged into my IG account to keep myself busy with reels and videos.

"Baby boy!" I heard a familiar voice behind me and I turned around on my seat to see Sasha approaching me.

I winked at her as she continued advancing towards my seat with a pretty smile across her face.

She was wearing an ash coloured crop top on a sky blue jean trouser that hugged nicely on her waist, highlighting her sexy curves.

"Hey!" I said as she finally got to my seat and she sat down on the empty space beside me.

"Where's Brad?" She asked, glancing around the large hall, then she returned her gaze back to me. "He should have arrived by now. You know where he is?"

"He's over there." I pointed at Brad's seat which was at the front.

Brad, Sasha and I were in the same department so don't bother to wonder why were in the same lecture hall.

"Why is Brad sitting there? Did you guys have a fight?" She questioned, rasing her eyebrows questioningly at me.

"And why are you asking me?" I asked back.

"You and Brad are always sitting down together except when you have a fight. So you guys must have fought or argued with each other." She replied.

"Yeah. We had an argument but we didn't fight." I said.

"And what was the cause of the argument?" She inquired.

"Do you remember that I told you about my girlfriend breaking up with me?" I asked, and she nodded.

"Yeah, I remember."

"Well, Brad was the cause of the breakup with my girlfriend." I said, and her eyes went wide with shock.

"What?!"

"Yeah. Brad ruined my first relationship." I said, glancing at Brad who was busy chatting with some girls.

"But why would Brad do that? Were you dating his girlfriend?" Sasha inquired.

"No. I was dating his mum." I replied, and she bursted into a fit of laughter.

I knew she was laughing because she thought I was joking when I said Brad's mum was my ex-girlfriend.

Sasha stopped laughing when she saw the serious look on my face.

"Hold on.... Are you for real?" She asked, furrowing her brows at me.

"Do I look like I'm joking?" I asked back, and her mouth went agape.

"Oh my fuck!" She exclaimed in a low voice, and she shifted closer to me.

"You dated Brad's mum?" She asked in a form of whisper.

"Yep," I nodded. "And I had my first sex with her."

"Damn! I never knew you were a bad boy, Ivan." She said, and I chuckled softly.

"So, how did Brad find out about you and his mum?" She asked.

"His mum and I were having sex in her room and he suddenly barged inside the room, and that was how he caught us." I replied, and she gasped.

"Fuck! The dude must be so angry at you for screwing his mum." She said, glancing at where Brad was sitting.

"I am also angry at him for ruining my first relationship." I said, and she returned her gaze back to me.

"You should apologize to him." She said, and I scoffed.

"Apologize for what?" I asked. "For dating his mum or for screwing her?"

"Actually, you should apologize for both." She replied, and I raised a questioning brow at her.

"And why should I do that?"

"Because he deserves an apology." She replied.

"No, he doesn't." I disagreed. "I am the one who deserves an apology and not him. He ruined my perfect relationship, so if there's anyone who has to apologize between the both of us, then it should be him."

"Let me ask you a question, Ivan." Sasha said. "What if Brad was the one screwing your mum and you caught him? How would you feel, huh?"

I gave no response to her question because her question hit me real hard.

How would I feel if Brad was the one who was screwing my mum?

'I would feel angry and mad at him' I said in my mind.a

"How you'd feel towards Brad if he was the one screwing your mum, that's how Brad currently feels towards you, so you're should go and apologize to him." Sasha said in a soft voice, and I started asking myself these questions:

"Should I apologize to him? Does he really deserves an apology after ruining my first relationship?"

I let out a loud sigh after concluding in my mind tomapologize to Brad. Inrose up from my seat and began walking towards Brad's seat.

He frowned when he saw me approaching him.

"Hey Ivan!" The girls sitting with him waved at me with beautiful smiles on their beautiful faces.

"Hey." I also waved at them as I finally got to Brad's seat.

"Can I borrow Brad for a minute?" I asked the girls.

"Sure, handsome ." They nodded, and they all left the seat.

"Sup bro?" I sat beside Brad, but he said nothing in response. He was just staring at the front.

I let out a sigh before speaking.

"Bro, I'm really sorry for what happened between your mum and I. It was a big mistake that should have never happened, and I'm sorry it happened. You're my best friend, bro, and I don't want our friendship to end just because of that mistake, so please forgive me."

Brad's lips curved into a smile and he turned his neck sideways to look at me.

"I've forgiven you bro." He said. "But seriously, when did you become a bad guy?"

"When I met your mum." I replied and we bursted into a fit of laughter.

The lecturer came in a few minutes later, and lectures began.